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hwang hyunjin
19
dancer
loves to draw
has a secret crush on seungmin since he entered the jyp academy

kim seungmin
19
singer
photograph is his passion
prefers to be alone

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coffee cup

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16.21

hyunjin had just finished the dance class. He greeted the teacher, finished to fix his things and went to his favorite bar: Greenpeace. It was quite a quiet and cozy place, and that’s why he often went there. With the passing of time he had also made friends with the owner, a nice man in his thirties. As soon as he arrived, the familiar ringing of the bells attached to the door, which made him smile. He sat at his usual spot, the sofa a bit ruined on the corner, and greeted smiling haenbog choi, the owner, who approached.

"hey hyunjin, how were the lessons today?"

"They were good. How’s jieun? Did she recover from the cold?"

jieun was the small and lively two-year-old daughter, who had very much bonded to hyunjin almost like a younger sister.

"What a bad night she made us do the other day! high fever! but now she’s better, yes."

hyunjin nodded, happy with the news. haenbog asked if he wanted to get something and he ordered a simple coffee. While waiting he pulled his drawing album out of his backpack and immersed himself in the peaceful environment of the club, a relaxing song in the background. He’d been drawing since he was a kid, and he’d find a way to express his feelings even more than dancing.

He was so busy drawing that he didn’t know who got in. And when I noticed, his heart started beating him in a strange way, almost ready to take flight. A small smile formed on his face: a spontaneous smile that he tried to hide with the neck of the sweater.

The second reason he liked that bar so much, the boy ho entered. kim seungmin. hyunjin had a crush on him since he heard him sing at the musical that the jyp accademy held every year. They didn’t talk much, except sometimes in the school hallway, and hyunjin didn’t really know if seungmin knew who he was. But he didn’t care. The few minutes, if not seconds, of when he could talk to him made his day better.

He went back to focusing on his drawing, and he was so busy that he didn’t realize someone had called him. He looked up, the heart began to beat him hard in the hope that it would be seungmin, and found haenbog looking at him smiling with a cup of coffee in his hand. hyunjin sighed and thanked him. haenbog put the cup on the table and sat down in front of him.

"You like him, don’t you? I noticed the look that you throw every time you see him come in."

hyunjin blushed and hid his face in his hands, nodding.

"is it so obvious? I mean, he probably doesn’t even know who I am."

haenbog smiled at him and after placing his hand on hyunjin’s shoulder he got up.

"and he will continue not to know if you do not go and talk to him."

He winked at him and disappeared behind the balcony. He was probably right, but hyunjin was too shy to get up and go talk to him.

He spent some time there alone, drawing, when he decided to get up to go for another coffee. He went to the balcony, and he was so worried with his thoughts that he did not notice that he had crashed into someone. Someone who had in his hand a hot cup of coffee. Coffee that was now all over his sweater.

hyunjin made a grimace of pain and perhaps also of sadness, I mean - it was his favorite sweater, and felt the person against whom he had gone put his hand on his shoulder.

"Are you alright?"

hyunjin looked up, and his heart lost a beat. That someone was nothing less than Kim Seungmin, with a worried look on his face.

He panicked and, not knowing what to do, went back to his table, gathered his things and ran out of the club. Thoughts swirling in his mind.